Disconnected | H.S.

T W E N T Y

After work, I rushed home and immediately started getting ready.

I decided on wearing a strapless, navy blue dress that goes to my mid-thigh. It shows off all the right curves. I brush my hair and pin my bangs to either side of my head. Then, I apply foundation and concealer that matches my skin tone perfectly, black eyeliner and mascara, light pink blush, and clear lipgloss.

Well, that's as good as it's going to get. I slip on some black heels then grab my purse. I quickly walk outside and wait for Harry to pull up.

I wait outside for 5 or so minutes before Harry's black car pulls up to the sidewalk. I reach for the door handle and pull at it, opening it and getting into the passengers side. I look at Harry to see him eyeing me, gawking, practically drooling over me.

"Damn Tayten." He breathes. "How do you manage to always make me want to just take you and make you scream my name so loud that this whole town knows my name?"

"I'm pretty sure this town already knows your name." I say. "The business side of it anyway."

"I have friends other than my business colleagues." He retorts, his tone rather sarcastic and playful. "I'm not just some prick who thinks highly of himself. I love talking and meeting new people."

"Good, good." I slide my fingers in-between his and hold his hand happily. "Where are we going anyway?" I change subjects.

"Somewhere. You'll see when we get there." He answers. I mentally groan.

"You've been hiding it all week! Just tell me already!" My voice is higher than normal, causing him to chuckle.

"Just relax and enjoy the ride." He orders me.

"Fine."

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He's driven the almost hour drive from Los Angeles to Malibu so we can eat at an ocean view restaurant named Geofferey's. It's actually quite stunning here.

We're seated at a table where the ocean is visible, which is going to be an amazing view for when we dine. The sun is about to set, the waves are crashing on the shore, it's a lovely sight and sound.

Harry orders the finest wine and then we both order our meals. I order Prime Wagyu New York steak accompanied by Parmesan french fries while he orders a two-pound Maine lobster served in a puff pastry basket.

While waiting for our food, I glance out toward the ocean then back to Harry who's been staring at me the entire time.

"Harry, look at the amazing view." I gesture to the beach.

"I'm looking at the most beautiful and amazing view of all." He replies as he continues to gawk at me. I flush crimson.

"You're very sweet." I tell him.

"Only to you." He takes my hand in his and kisses the back of it. "Only to you." He whispers again. Wow, what a sweet guy.

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After our meal, which was incredibly delicious, we hopped back into his car and drove back to L.A.

"Will you stay the night with me tonight?" He asks, his voice barely a whisper.

"Sure sweetheart." I answer. He smiles happily as he takes my hand in his, our fingers interlocking.

He soon parks in his driveway and we both get out. We walk into his house together. As soon as the door is closed, I'm pinned against a wall. Harry's hot breath goes down my neck causing chills to go down my spine.